Of course. He will be more than fine, and you will feel that sweet relief of tension draining from your shoulders, and you will hug him tight and kiss his downy head and maybe weep a bit as you thank the doctor and head home to contemplate how more than fine, how actually perfect he is in the comfort of your own armchair.

I am willing it and crossing everything I've got that I can still cross.

Oh, I am so glad he's fine! Now you can go on with healing and maybe eating again and loving those two fantastically beautiful children you have...not to mention that hot husband.

Sometimes the medical establishment is frightening in its intensity. My daughter went through a situation similar to yours when pregnant with her second, after a routine 4th month blood test, the nurse from the doctor's office called to inform her that the tests showed her baby had either spinal bifida (sp?) or Down syndrome. Major hysteria. For weeks and weeks - waiting to do the amnio, waiting for the amnio results - and Daniel was just fine. In fact he wins awards in school for everything from "most rounded citizen" to band line, never stops talking and you need a dictionary to understand him. All that fright for nothing. It's a shame, but I suppose better than waiting for things to develop badly. Maybe.